Glide

As I walk by the familiar place, I stop to think
And watch moments pass away in disarray

Plagued by the demons of the past and the dread of tomorrow
I failingly try to hold on to the sand in my fist

Whatever is done cannot be undone
And the light at the end of the tunnel is nothing but a speck

The feeling of being at home is simply a memory
I try to build a bigger and better place for you and me

I hear a faint voice beckoning me
“The skeletons belong in the closet,
The future is just an illusion.
So don’t leap don’t dive,
Just Glide”

Second Fiddle

I wasn’t second fiddle to anybody, yet I got played
With no one to fault, it was planned, a self infliction

I envy the unknown, the mystical being
Conspiring against the enemy, trying to find a purpose
Mending my ways towards a place I can find some peace of mind

I know not myself, don’t remember the girl of yesteryears
Have I reached a different phase or is it just a full circle?

I walk around trying to search for my soul
Is it something I left back somehow somewhere long ago?

And what is this fight for, a noble conquest or simply short sightedness?

Maybe this enemy is really just an ally
A mask I placed over my own fears
A blissfully unaware soul

So what am I fighting for and against?
I am the enemy
I am the conspirator
I am the Trojan horse

Contemplation

You seem to fulfill me, yet there is a void
I question not you but to the empty spaces in my room


A chance meeting or so it seemed
I search for a pattern in this web called destiny


You seem to illuminate my world, yet there is a blur
I tread along paths searching for an answer but none which lead up to you


A secret fling it seemed like, an unspoken arrangement
A careless gush of wind, an unrestricted bond


Still an insidious alliance lurks in the shadows
An eruption of sorts that will soon show its dreadful face


I drown myself in contemplation, meanwhile.